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Shiva’s Dance

Mon, 18 Feb 2013 15:37:25 +0200

Shiva’s Dance

XVII (I do not love you…) I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,or the arrow...

Thu, 14 Feb 2013 14:02:58 +0200

XVII (I do not love you…)

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

Translated by Stephen Tapscott

Pablo Neruda

"In the end it’s all very simple. Either we give ourselves to Silence or we don’t."

Wed, 16 Jan 2013 12:52:41 +0200

“In the end it’s all very simple.
Either we give ourselves to Silence or we don’t.”

- Adyashanti (via ashramof1)

"Here is an amazement — once I was twenty years old and in every motion of my body there was a..."

Tue, 10 Jan 2012 18:27:00 +0200

“Here is an amazement — once I was twenty years old and in
every motion of my body there was a delicious ease,
and in every motion of the green earth there was
a hint of paradise,
and now I am sixty years old, and it is the same.

Above the modest house and the palace — the same darkness.
Above the evil man and the just, the same stars.
Above the child who will recover and the child who will
not recover, the same energies roll forward,
from one tragedy to the next and from one foolishness to the next.

I bow down.”

- ~ Mary Oliver, Am I Not Among the Early Risers (excerpt)

(West Wind)

Metric - Twilight Unplugged (by Atreju2204) Did they tell you,...

Sun, 08 Jan 2012 10:20:00 +0200

Metric - Twilight Unplugged (by Atreju2204)

Did they tell you, you should grow up when you wanted to dream
Did they warn you, better shape up if you want to succeed
I don’t know about you, who were they talking to?
They aren’t talking to me

I’m higher than high, lower than deep
I’m doing it wrong, singing along
Go higher than high, lower than deep
Keep doing it wrong, singing along

Did I ask you for attention when affection is what I need
Thinking sorrow is perfection I’d wallow so you told me
There’s no glitter in the gutter
There’s no twilight galaxy

Go higher than high, lower than deep
Keep doing it wrong, singing along
I’m higher than high, lower than deep
Doing it wrong, singing along

I’m alright, c’mon baby I’ve seen all the demons that you’ve got
If you’re not alright, now c’mon baby
I’ll pick you up and take, take you where you want
Anywhere you want, anywhere you want
Anywhere you want, anything you want

I’m higher than high, lower than deep
Doing it wrong, singing along
Higher than high, lower than deep
Doing it wrong, singing along

yama-bato: Georgia O’Keeffe Black Iris Black Iris, 1926 This...

Thu, 29 Dec 2011 15:15:58 +0200

yama-bato:

Georgia O’Keeffe

Black Iris

Black Iris, 1926

This monumental flower painting is one of O’Keeffe’s masterpieces. Using colors that are subtly graded from impenetrable black-purple and deep maroon to soft pinks, grays, and whites, she captures the ephemeral quality of this springtime bloom. By enlarging the petals to over-lifesize proportions, O’Keeffe forces the viewer to confront what might otherwise be overlooked and, in turn, elevates the ordinary to the extraordinary. When her magnified flowers were first shown in 1924, even Stieglitz was shocked by their audacity. Critics saw sexual content in their delicate contours, organic forms, and lush surfaces, even though the artist always denied such associations.

http://www.metmuseum.org/toah/works-of-art/69.278.1

Owl Eyes/ Devendra Banhart Send me up owl eyes unwinding Asia...

Thu, 29 Dec 2011 10:35:34 +0200

Owl Eyes/ Devendra Banhart

Send me up owl eyes unwinding Asia and all your little diamonds
All your little diamonds
Everybody that’s inside me buries the body that’s behind me
The body that’s behind me.

(c) Le Fabuleaux Destin d’Amelie …”Do you mean...

Tue, 27 Dec 2011 13:14:00 +0200

…”Do you mean to say that God is just having fun?That he is engaged in purposeless action?”

“God creates beauty for the joy of it,” Shri Nisragadatta suggested.

“Well then beauty is his purpose!”

“Why do you introduce purpose? purpose implies a sense of imperfection. God does not aim at beauty-whatever He does is beautiful.Would you say that a flower is trying to be beautiful?”

Krishna”s Love Music by Krishna Das / Mere Gurudev (by...

Mon, 26 Dec 2011 07:05:00 +0200

Krishna”s Love Music by Krishna Das / Mere Gurudev (by godgrafx)

"It’s coming to grips with the fact that the only person who can cause us to suffer, who can cause us..."

Sun, 25 Dec 2011 15:46:07 +0200

“

It’s coming to grips with the fact that the only person who can cause us to suffer, who can cause us to misperceive illusion and separation, who has this much power, is us. Nothing in the exterior environment causes us to lose a sense of the awakened state. Nobody we meet, no situation we deal with has the power to cause us to fall out of awakening.

is one of the most important realizations we can make. It’s all an inside job. It’s all something we do to ourselves—mistakenly, unknowingly, and often times unconsciously.

”

- Adyashanti (2004-12-01). End of Your World, The (Kindle Locations 496-497). Sounds True. Kindle Edition. (via parkstepp)

Tall Tree by Hengki Koentjoro on Flickr.

Sun, 25 Dec 2011 14:45:25 +0200

Tall Tree by Hengki Koentjoro on Flickr.

Remembering the legend Ustad Vilayat Khan Aug 28th 2009 (by...

Fri, 23 Dec 2011 10:16:55 +0200

Remembering the legend Ustad Vilayat Khan Aug 28th 2009 (by soulesprit)

"Advice? I don’t have advice. Stop aspiring and start writing. If you’re writing,..."

Tue, 20 Dec 2011 13:53:00 +0200

“Advice? I don’t have advice. Stop aspiring and start writing. If you’re writing, you’re a writer. Write like you’re a goddamn death row inmate and the governor is out of the country and there’s no chance for a pardon. Write like you’re clinging to the edge of a cliff, white knuckles, on your last breath, and you’ve got just one last thing to say, like you’re a bird flying over us and you can see everything, and please, for God’s sake, tell us something that will save us from ourselves. Take a deep breath and tell us your deepest, darkest secret, so we can wipe our brow and know that we’re not alone. Write like you have a message from the king. Or don’t. Who knows, maybe you’re one of the lucky ones who doesn’t have to.”

- Alan Watts

There is nothing ‘wrong’ with the way the world is. Wrong and Right are creations of a...

Thu, 15 Dec 2011 23:36:00 +0200

There is nothing ‘wrong’ with the way the world is. Wrong and Right are creations of a dull consciousness, searching to keep itself busy with trivialities.

Busy busy, getting through life like passing by in a train. Getting a glimpse here, capturing a frame there.

So the irony here is that although deep inside, the ‘know-er’ knows he is playing the game of good vs. bad, pleasure vs. fear and so on, it is enough to shutter that subtle knowledge by threatening the body’s existence.As little as stumbling on an unnoticed pit when walking, makes the whole organism turn the fear-mode on and blocks any other sensation. The mind wants to live.In that split of a second, It wants to keep on existing no matter what. Interestingly enough, all its’ usual little whims of moral and righteousness suddenly seem so ridicules.

So who is there willing to be better?Or should i ask who is there fighting for its’ survival and constantly chooses one over the other in a helpless race to an imaginary future?

Then another question pops up: why is the ‘thinker’ thinks the way he does? Or should i rephrase, why did ‘I’ accept to think of the world as dualistic and separate when biology and physics tell us a different story? Is this the common conformity one accepts in the process of growing up in a society? especially in a western society?

One thing which is not of the mind is actually viewing the mind’s play as a silent witness. This is not an easy job to be done since at first it is difficult to say who is the observer and who is the ego. However, when deepening the practice, one can see that egoistic choices are made out of fear. Fear of being unloved, rejected, lonely- you name it.Fear keeps the little man, the little mind safe in familiar boundaries.

So what do i want to say actually?In observing this mental bondage i would like to be able to think long enough outside the ‘little i’ box and laugh at seriousness and sternness that so many times build a wall around one’s heart and mind.

May all beings be happy,

Love and Light

[HQ] Pandit Ravi Shankar & Anoushka Shankar Live (BBC) -...

Sun, 11 Dec 2011 21:56:11 +0200

[HQ] Pandit Ravi Shankar & Anoushka Shankar Live (BBC) - Raag Khamaj (by TangibleEmotions)

may be stick to the nobody why is there always 2 sides of this...

Thu, 08 Dec 2011 13:28:00 +0200

may be stick to the nobody

why is there always

2 sides of this game

Lets celebrate the every i amness moment of

who else is there to blame for

this foolish happiness

of purpose free existance

sweet child of mine

Japanese aesthetics

Fri, 25 Nov 2011 13:50:00 +0200

I had no idea about Japanese aesthetics before. After reading this article, i was amazed by the sensitivity and the life perspective revealed to me.

Yugen [ an important concept in traditional Japanese aesthetics] suggests that beyond what can be said but is not an allusion to another world.^[12] It is about this world, this experience. All of these are portals to yugen:

“To watch the sun sink behind a flower clad hill. To wander on in a huge forest without thought of return. To stand upon the shore and gaze after a boat that disappears behind distant islands. To contemplate the flight of wild geese seen and lost among the clouds. And, subtle shadows of bamboo on bamboo.” Zeami Motokiyo

The whole artice is available in the following link.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Japanese_aesthetics

"truth is too simple for words before thought gets tangled up in nouns and verbs there is a wordless..."

Thu, 17 Nov 2011 08:18:41 +0200

“truth is too simple for words
before thought gets tangled up in nouns and
verbs
there is a wordless sound
a deep breathless sigh
of overwhelming relief
to find the end of fiction
in this ordinary
yet extraordinary moment
when words are recognized
as words
and truth is recognized
as everything else”

- Nirmala

"A wine bottle fell from a wagon and broke open in a field. That night one hundred beetles and all..."

Thu, 17 Nov 2011 08:17:07 +0200

“A wine bottle fell from a wagon and
broke open in a field.

That night one hundred beetles and all their cousins
Gathered

and did some serious binge drinking.

They even found some seed husks nearby
and began to play them like drums and whirl.
This made God very happy.

Then the “night candle” rose into the sky
and one drunk creature, laying down his instrument,
said to his friend ~ for no apparent
Reason,

“What should we do about that moon?”

Seems to Hafiz
Most everyone has laid aside the music

Tackling such profoundly useless
Questions.”

- Hafiz

"I’m sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody."

Wed, 16 Nov 2011 08:47:07 +0200

““I’m sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody.””

- J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey